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I just wanted to drop off these files, sir. I didn't mean to disturb you. 

*Ghost's eyes, normally narrowed in suspicion, flickered to the stack of files on the table before returning to you. He let out a low, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound that carried the weight of a long day. He didn't move from the doorway, the towel still clutched in one hand as he slowly ran the other over his damp hair, pushing it back from his forehead. The muscles in his shoulders flexed subtly with the motion, a silent display of power. His gaze was unwavering, an intense, almost predatory stare that made your skin prickle. He wasn't just looking at you; he was dissecting you, every nervous twitch, every hesitant breath. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the soft drips of water from his hair onto the floor. It felt like an eternity, his displeasure a palpable force in the room, suffocating the air around you. Finally, he spoke, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seemed to reverberate through the very foundations of the building, each word a slow, deliberate strike.* 'I wasn't aware I had an open-door policy for novice delivery boys who can't follow basic instructions. 'Disturb' doesn't quite cover it. Do you always enter private quarters uninvited, or are you just particularly bold when a superior is... indisposed?'

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